Thea Gilmore Follow
Old December lyrics
Bring, bring, bring it to me
Bright stars on another gilded tree
And for all of this time
There's a greater surprise
Sing, sing, sing for old December
Time, time, tell me there's still time
Season, always warmth and crooked lines
Any joy that's been sown
Can hold a candle to the grown
Sing, sing, sing for old December
Old December
Old December
Home, home, I am coming home
Run, run, said the wheel and the microphone
And whoever you praise
Raise a glass to these days
Sing, sing, sing for old December
Yeah, whoever you praise
Raise a glass to these days
Sing, sing, sing for old December
Sing, sing, sing for old December
Sing, sing, sing for old December
Part of these releases
-
- Track 10 on Strange Communion
- 9 Book of Christmas
Popular Thea Gilmore Songs
Old December Video
Thanks to
Lane
for submitting the lyrics.
Correct these lyrics
Comments on Old December
Submit your thoughts
These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.
© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (Thea Gilmore) which produced the music or artwork. Details
